MIDDLE FINGERS UP

Svanerna had mothered plenty of children and grandchildren yet she had no patience for ignorance. The simplicity of listening and doing as you are told is so easy she would wonder how someone could do it so wrong. The Finnvi bitch watched to her left as the lady who held Fia hostage spat forth her wordy bile towards Hestia, which she did not bother to think to much of it. Hest had already put Svanerna into a horrible mood, yet the little ebony pest would continue on with her constant jabber about being a Crow. Svanerna just watched her with a blank stare. She was no where near ammused. Blah blah blah blah blah was all the older woman heard. Who the fuck let this girl leave the cave? The nearing Elderly woman rolled her eyes, but was saved by the Queen herself. As Hestia shot off running while laughing at something Vi stopped her and put her in her place next to SIbelle. Svanerna sighed softly and turned around, completely ignoring all the others due to her annoyed state, she had no place within the conversation therefor she would roll her shoulders, dip her head to them all and make her exit back to home. If they needed help she would respond but for now the woman needed a nap, perhaps she would consume some poppy seeds.


-exit svan-
"Speech"
'thoughts'